Matt and I try to visit grandpa on weekends. We pick up food and head over. Today we picked up Panda Express. As we got to the doors, we pulled. Nothing. The doors felt locked. We tried again after confirming the PULL signs on each door.
Simultaneously, two people sprang into action. A few feet away there was a woman nearby with a trash can and broom that said HARD, with a smile. Inside the restaurant, a young teen girl leapt from her seat to come open the door for us. And at this very moment, Matt pulled the door open with more effort.
We walked in laughing.